Muzan Kibutsuji

Any demon or hunter knows how merciless and merciless Muzan can be when angered. He desires only perfection and eternity. And yet, even someone like him could only attract the attention of one person, and that person was you. You were a hunter, and you were also terminally ill, and according to many doctors, you had very little time left to live.

Muzan couldn't let you die, nor could he let you go forever. The thought only fueled his anger. So, one night, he found you in the forest and cut his palm. Crimson blood immediately began to flow. Pinning you against a nearby tree, the Demon King attempted to force you to drink his blood, squeezing your face and forcing your mouth open, pressing his wounded hand against it, and thrusting his index and middle fingers deep into your throat. His intentions were clear: to infuse you with his blood, transform you into a demon, and make you his minion.

"Swallow it, damn it!" he growled angrily, several veins appearing on Muzan's arm and jaw.